Chapter 810

“She has a 99% blood relation match to us p>

Harold’s hoarse, solemn words hit her eardrums, rattling Juniper’s already anxious heart.

“So… where is she p>

It took Juniper a long moment to find her voice.

“Liberty Island. After the shipwreck all those years ago, she suffered severe psychological trauma. Her cognitive development is stalled at that of a six-year-old p>

Liberty Island? The mind of a six-year-old? Those two pieces of information struck Harold like a hammer to the head.

He knew exactly what kind of place Liberty Island was. Anyone who went in either ended up dead or maimed. Even if you survived, you never came out whole. And to think his sister was trapped there with the mental capacity of a child… There was no telling how people might have taken advantage of her.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s get a team and rescue her,” Harold practically shouted, already heading for the door. “Don’t tell Jimmie yet; he’s all show and no substance. Call Melvin. He’s a good fighter, and if he can’t win, he’s fast enough to get away p>

“Wait.” Seeing Harold’s panicked state, Juniper quickly stopped him. “She’s okay p>

“How can she be okay?” Harold’s face was pale with worry. “She’s in Hell on Earth- Liberty Island p>

“She’s not a member, she’s Juniper’s lips trembled as she forced the words out. “She’s the wife of the island’s leader p>

“What?” Harold’s expression shifted, the information taking a second to register. His sisters, one after another, were certainly impressive.

“The leader, Warren Sherwin, doesn’t know her identity yet,” Juniper explained slowly. “I have to go back to Liberty Island in a couple of days to discuss a treatment plan. I’ll tell him everything then p>

“How does Warren treat her?” Harold asked with a frown. He imagined the leader of a place like Liberty Island had to be ruthless to maintain control over such a dangerous territory.

“From what I’ve seen, he treats her very well,” Juniper replied grimly.

“That’s good, then.” Harold visibly relaxed. “The medical facilities on Liberty Island can’t be the best. If you can, you should bring your sister back to Eclara City for treatment. But do you think Warren will@gree to that?”.

At the thought of her brother-in-law, who had never once given her a pleasant look, Juniper snorted. “He doesn’t have a choice! If he disagrees, H Have Shanley, set

Some fireworks over his island p>

“Fireworks?” Harold frowned, not getting the reference.

“Yeah,” Juniper nodded, popping a piece of candy into her mouth. “Bombs p>

Harold was speechless. His little sister was truly something else.

Meanwhile, on Liberty Island, Warren sat in a wicker chair, a coffee cup in his hand, his gaze soft as he watched a woman pulling weeds in the distance.

Ever since meeting Nocturne, Celine had been like a different person. She was more cheerful, more lively, and laughed more often. But she was also constantly chattering about how handsome “Dr. Nocturne❞ was.

So what if the doctor was young and had a pretty face? Warren had cared for her for over a decade, and he was already being upstaged by some pretty boy?

He scoffed. What an ungrateful little thing.

Just then, one of his subordinates approached. “My Lord, we have results on the matter you asked us to investigate p>

“Speak,” Warren said, swirling the coffee in his cup.

“Our investigation revealed that the

leader of Sigma Network has

reconciled with Subterra Vanguard the subordinate reported

respectfully. Furthermore,

ད p>

Nocturne has been in frequent

contact with Subterra Vanguard’s

Binary Oracle recently p>

“What?” The news made Warren’s expression harden, his deep-set eyes turning

sharp as daggers.